While walking in moonlight a young lad stumbles upon a huge beast. |
Writer's Cramp Prompt: walking Use a triolet :The triolet is an old French form that is short and witty or more traditionally romantic. It has 8 lines in the rhyming scheme abaaabab. The first two lines (ab) and the last two lines(ab) are the same, as well as the first line and the fourth. Moon-walking and the Courageous Bob Cat To be out moon-walking late at night, Ascending a hill is a lovely climb. Granted, perhaps, it may not be bright To be out moon-walking late at night, For one time I had a most dreadful fright. Yet the air is fresh, and it’s a quiet time. To be out moon-walking late at night, Ascending a hill is a lovely climb. But I was hiking when I saw a huge beast. I trembled, afraid, that he might soon crunch me. I did not desire to provide him a feast, But I was hiking when I saw a huge beast. Thus, I fretted I’d soon be deceased. I cried out in panic, “Oh, please let me be.” But I was hiking when I saw a huge beast. I trembled, afraid, that he might soon crunch me. That lion he yawned, curled up from sleep. “Why do you bother me?” he all at once roared. I was petrified, and I started to weep.” That lion he yawned, curled up from sleep, But his tail still switched; I feared he might leap. “Tell me a story,” he said. “For I’m bored.” That lion he yawned, curled up from sleep. “Why do you bother me?” he all at once roared. Because I was scared, I told my tale slow. “The hero, of course, was a courageous bob cat, And this brave-hearted cougar made friends with his foe.” Because I was scared, I told my tale slow, And it meandered, and then just seemed to grow. When I was all finished, he purred, then said, “Scat.” Because I was scared I told my tale slow. “The hero, of course, was a courageous bob cat. To be out moon-walking late at night, Ascending a hill is a lovely climb. Granted, perhaps, it may not be bright To be out moon-walking late at night, For one time I had a most dreadful fright. Yet I told a tall tale and had a good time. To be out moon-walking late at night, Ascending a hill is a lovely climb. |